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The Classic fairytale of Cinderella: a young girl, mistreated by her step-mother and step-sisters, who finds out that dreams really can come true.
The Classic Fairytale Story of Snow White with a Modern Twist: Who is the “fair”est of them all? Snow White of course!
A Bedtime Story of Honesty, Courage and Truth. If Pinocchio is to become a Real boy he needs to learn how to be honest, brave and true.
A Grimm’s Brother Tale: A miller tells a tale that his daughter can turn straw into gold. A strange little man is willing to help…for a price. Guess his name and he will be gone…but what is his name?
Goldilocks and the Three Bears ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids. Goldilocks finds the three bears cottage in the woods. Should she make herself comfortable?
Hansel and Gretel Bedtime Stories for Kids. When Hansel and Gretel go in search of food, they find a gingerbread house. But who is inside?
A Story of Friendship, Love and Courage. Rapunzel’s Story ~ A Brothers Grimm Fairy Tale. An evil witch has trapped Rapunzel in a tower. Can her long hair or love save her?
A Story of Courage, Justice and Self-Awareness. Merlin the Magician places a magic sword in a stone…whomever can pull it out is the rightful king.
A Bedtime Story of Acceptance and Self-Awareness. A Mama Duck is proud when her six ducklings hatch from their eggs. But one duckling does not look like the others? Is he truly an Ugly Duckling?
The classic Brother’s Grimm fairytale that sparked the Disney adaptation.
A Story of Courage, Learning and Love. The Classic fairy tale: The Little Mermaid falls in love with a prince on shore and she makes a deal with the Sea Witch to become human. But without her voice, how can the prince fall in love with her?
This Classic Folktale is adapted from the original story of “Aladdin” from The Arabian Nights. Aladdin, the Genie and the Magic Lamp work to impress the princess who wishes to be a commoner.
A Story of Courage, Kindness to Animals and Learning. The Classic Tale of a male deer, Bambi, his mother and his adventures learning in the woods.
A Story of Charity, Compassion and Justice, from England. Robin Hood takes part in an archery contest thrown by the Sheriff of Nottingham. Will he realize its a trap before it is too late? One of the many Tales of Robin Hood.
This is the Legend Tale of Maui the Demi-God from Moana. It is part of our Classic Bedtime Stories for Kids Collection. It has been adapted from the Tales of Maui as well as Disney’s version of Moana.
A Bedtime Story in Simple English for Kids. A toy rabbit learns that through a child’s love it can become real.
The Classic Tale of the Snow Queen: Gerda and Kai struggle to fight the Snow Queen and find the balance between Good and Evil.
The Classic Fairy Tale of Sleeping Beauty. Princess Aurora has been cursed by Maleficent. When she pricks herself on a spinning wheel on her 16th birthday, she is put into a deep sleep for 100 years.
Who can save her?
Bedtime Story for Kids: The Gift of the Magi, A Christmas Story. Della and Jim wish to give each other the perfect Christmas present, but how will they come up with the money?
A Bedtime Story of Friendship, Courage and Acceptance. . The story tells of the time Pocahontas saved the life of settler John Smith from her father, Powhatan.
A Cinderella Story ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids
The Classic fairytale of Cinderella: a young girl, mistreated by her step-mother and step-sisters, who finds out that dreams really can come true.
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs Story ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids
The Classic Fairytale Story of Snow White with a Modern Twist: Who is the “fair”est of them all? Snow White of course!
Pinocchio Story ~ Fairy Tale Bedtime Stories in English for Kids
A Bedtime Story of Honesty, Courage and Truth. If Pinocchio is to become a Real boy he needs to learn how to be honest, brave and true.
Beauty and the Beast Classic Tale ~ Fairy Tale Stories for Kids
The classic fairy tale of a beautiful woman and the monstrous beast.
Rumpelstiltskin ~ A Fairy Tale Bedtime Story for Kids
A Grimm’s Brother Tale: A miller tells a tale that his daughter can turn straw into gold. A strange little man is willing to help…for a price. Guess his name and he will be gone…but what is his name?
Goldilocks and the Three Bears ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids
Goldilocks and the Three Bears ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids. Goldilocks finds the three bears cottage in the woods. Should she make herself comfortable?
Hansel and Gretel ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids
Hansel and Gretel Bedtime Stories for Kids. When Hansel and Gretel go in search of food, they find a gingerbread house. But who is inside?
Rapunzel by the Brothers Grimm ~ Bedtime Stories
A Story of Friendship, Love and Courage. Rapunzel’s Story ~ A Brothers Grimm Fairy Tale.
An evil witch has trapped Rapunzel in a tower. Can her long hair or love save her?
The Sword in the Stone: a King Arthur Legend of the Sword Story
A Story of Courage, Justice and Self-Awareness. Merlin the Magician places a magic sword in a stone…whomever can pull it out is the rightful king.
The Ugly Duckling Story ~ Fairy Tale Story for Kids in English
A Bedtime Story of Acceptance and Self-Awareness. A Mama Duck is proud when her six ducklings hatch from their eggs. But one duckling does not look like the others? Is he truly an Ugly Duckling?
The Frog Prince: The Story of the Princess and the Frog ~ Bedtime Stories
The classic Brother’s Grimm fairytale that sparked the Disney adaptation.
The Little Mermaid Story ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids in English
A Story of Courage, Learning and Love. The Classic fairy tale: The Little Mermaid falls in love with a prince on shore and she makes a deal with the Sea Witch to become human.
But without her voice, how can the prince fall in love with her?
Aladdin and the Magic Lamp from The Arabian Nights ~ Bedtime Stories
This Classic Folktale is adapted from the original story of “Aladdin” from The Arabian Nights. Aladdin, the Genie and the Magic Lamp work to impress the princess who wishes to be a commoner.
Bambi Story: A Life in the Woods ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids in English
A Story of Courage, Kindness to Animals and Learning. The Classic Tale of a male deer, Bambi, his mother and his adventures learning in the woods.
Robin Hood and the Golden Arrow Story ~ Legend Stories for Kids
A Story of Charity, Compassion and Justice, from England. Robin Hood takes part in an archery contest thrown by the Sheriff of Nottingham. Will he realize its a trap before it is too late? One of the many Tales of Robin Hood.
Maui from Moana: Tales of the Demi-God ~ Legend Stories for Kids
This is the Legend Tale of Maui the Demi-God from Moana.
It is part of our Classic Bedtime Stories for Kids Collection. It has been adapted from the Tales of Maui as well as Disney’s version of Moana.
The Velveteen Rabbit Story ~ Bedtime English Story for Kids
A Bedtime Story in Simple English for Kids. A toy rabbit learns that through a child’s love it can become real.
The Snow Queen Fairy Tale Story ~Bedtime Story for Kids
The Classic Tale of the Snow Queen: Gerda and Kai struggle to fight the Snow Queen and find the balance between Good and Evil.
Sleeping Beauty Fairy Tale Story ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids
The Classic Fairy Tale of Sleeping Beauty. Princess Aurora has been cursed by Maleficent. When she pricks herself on a spinning wheel on her 16th birthday, she is put into a deep sleep for 100 years. Who can save her?
The Gift of the Magi Story ~ A Holiday Story for Kids
Bedtime Story for Kids: The Gift of the Magi, A Christmas Story. Della and Jim wish to give each other the perfect Christmas present, but how will they come up with the money?
Pocahontas and John Smith Story ~ Folktales Stories for Kids
A Bedtime Story of Friendship, Courage and Acceptance.
. The story tells of the time Pocahontas saved the life of settler John Smith from her father, Powhatan.
The Emperor’s New Clothes Story ~ Bedtime Stories
A Bedtime Story in Simple English for Kids. The Emperor is fooled into believing he is wearing magic clothes which can’t be “seen”.
Mulan Story ~ Tale of Hua Mulan Bedtime Stories | English Story for Kids
A Bedtime Story in Simple English for Kids. Based on the “Ballad of Mulan” and Disney’s Mulan, this is a legend tale about a girl who goes in disguise as a boy and joins the army in her brother’s place.
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4 Short Bedtime Stories Your Kids Will Love
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Need some new 5-minute bedtime stories? Your kids will love these.
There’s a puppy who needs a name, animals who become unlikely friends in a forest, a chipmunk who is judged for his looks and a mischievous girl who visits her granny.
These short bedtime stories are great for building young kids’ listening skills.
Puppy Dreams
Written by Becky Ross Michael
Illustrated by Dragana Stankovic
Dad walked into the kitchen, followed by the scent of a cool autumn afternoon. He placed bags of groceries on the counter, which Mom started to unload. “Yum,” she said, “this will be great for dinner.”
Sister checked the bags, hoping for a special treat. But Brother stood still as stone, gazing at his father. “Um, Dad…why’s your jacket moving like that?”
With a smile, Dad unzipped his coat. Nestled in the pocket of his shirt lay a little, black creature. Speechless at first, everyone stared.
“You didn’t,” Mom finally said.
“A puppy?” guessed Brother.
Dad lifted the wiggly mass of fur from his pocket and set it on the dark kitchen rug.
“Oooh!” yelled Sister in delight. At the sound of her loud voice, the tiny animal froze.
“I think you’ve scared him,” said Mom, reaching to pick up the small dog. As she did, a patch of wet rug was revealed from underneath him.
“Oops,” Dad said. “He had a boo-boo on the floor. Looks like we’ve got some potty training to do. I couldn’t resist. Someone was selling puppies from the back of their pickup outside the store. It was either that or off to the shelter. When I walked over, this little guy practically jumped into my arms.”
“I can just imagine,” Mom said with a grin.
“What’s his name?” Brother asked.
“That’s for you and your sister to figure out.”
The afternoon passed in a whirl of fun. Mom set up a feeding and watering area in the kitchen. Dad placed a comfortable, new pet bed in a corner of the living room. They all took turns guiding the puppy outside to avoid more potty accidents.
“Chester might be a good name,” suggested Mom, while they watched the puppy nap.
“Blackie would fit him because of his color,” Brother said.
“When I was a kid, we had a dog named Roamer,” said Dad. “Maybe that could be his name.”
“Not sure,” said Sister. The puppy yipped. “I’ll take him outside this time, while I’m thinking about a good name.”
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“Time for bed,” Mom later announced. The sky had turned dark, and the children were yawning.
“What about the puppy?” Brother asked. “Can he sleep with me?”
“No, meee!” pleaded Sister.
“I didn’t get him a crate for sleeping yet,” Dad said. “But I don’t think this guy should be on the loose during the night. Too many chances for accidents.”
“That’s for sure,” agreed Mom. “There’s a big, empty box in the garage. It would be open on the top for air, but he wouldn’t be free to wander around the house. The living room is the warmest, so we can set it up right here.”
Disappointed, the children agreed and wandered off to get ready for bed.
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Mom and Dad awoke in the morning, surprised they had slept all night through, without interruption.
Creeping down the stairs followed by Brother, they discovered how that had happened. Sister lay on the living room carpet with her head on the pet bed next to the puppy. Both stirred when the others came into the room.
“I heard him crying,” explained Sister with a sleepy smile. “So I took him from the box for a snuggle. And I just had a dream about his name,” she added.
“You dreamed a name for him?” asked Brother.
“Well, I was dreaming about yesterday. In my dream, I heard Dad saying the puppy had a ‘boo-boo’ on the floor. Don’t you see? That’s his name!” she declared, looking back and forth at their faces. “He’s Boo-Boo!”
The dog let out a happy, little yip. And “Boo-Boo” he was, from that day forward!
Friends in the Forest
Written by Becky Ross Michael
Illustrated by Dragana Stankovic
A tear slipped from Rosie the red fox cub’s eye. She tried to ignore it, as she walked lightly on her toes toward the family den. Mama fox heard Rosie and moved toward the entrance.
“Why so sad, Rosie?” her mother asked. “You’re usually happy when you return from chasing grasshoppers in the field with your fox friend, Scarlet.”
“Oh, Mama,” Rosie wailed. “She just told me the news! Scarlet and her family are moving to a different part of the forest to live by her grandma and grandpa. I may never see her again!” More tears filled Rosie’s eyes.
“I understand why you’re upset. But you’ll find a new friend before you know it,” her mother assured. “Now, come share some berries for dinner.”
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The next day, Rosie decided to find a new friend. “Don’t go near the water, beyond the edge of the marsh,” warned her mother.
Catching sight of a grasshopper, Rosie moved quickly across the open field. While chasing and swatting at the insect, she came chin to chin with Russet, another red fox.
“Will you be my new best friend?” asked Rosie, swinging her bushy tail.
“I would, but I already have a best friend,” Russet answered, walking away.
Disappointed, Rosie moved toward the trees. Approaching a hollowed-out log, she saw Looney Raccoon, fast asleep. She gave him a nudge with a black-tipped paw. “Looney, will you be my new best friend?”
The raccoon yawned. “Go away; I’m trying to sleep. And no, I will not. I already have a best friend.”
So Rosie moved further into the trees, soon catching sight of Roberta Rabbit hopping along the trail. “Wait up,” called Rosie, but the rabbit continued to scamper. “Will you be my new best friend?” The rabbit stopped and twitched her nose.
“I already have a best friend,” Roberta said, turning to hop away.
Not ready to give up, Rosie the red fox moved toward the edge of the marsh. All of a sudden, she stopped and pricked up her ears at the sounds of moving leaves from above. Lifting her nose, Rosie saw Squiggy the black squirrel.
“Hellooo!” she called into the branches. “Will you be my new best friend?”
“Thanks for asking, but I already have a best friend,” he chattered.
Another animal hidden in the bushes listened and watched Rosie as she hung her head and walked to the edge of the marsh.
Blinded by tears, Rosie forgot to be careful about where she was stepping. Without warning, one of her black feet slipped into the water. Splash! Rosie suddenly wished she had paid more attention when Mama tried teaching her to swim. With four legs flailing this way and that, Rosie struggled to reach solid ground. Unexpectedly, she felt something grab the scruff of her neck, pulling her from the murky water.
“Who’s that?” cried Rosie, shaking water from her red fur. When her eyes finally cleared, she was surprised to see a gray fox cub.
“Are you okay?” the gray fox asked Rosie.
“Yes, and thanks for the help. I really need to practice my swimming.”
“I can assist with that. My name’s Pearl, and maybe I could be your new best friend.”
Rosie stared in surprise. “Gray foxes don’t usually like red foxes,” she said.
“My parents taught me to give everyone a chance,” Pearl answered.
“So what if my coloring is different than yours and I’ll stay a bit smaller than you when I’m all grown up. What difference does any of that make?”
“You’re right!” answered Rosie. “I never really thought of it that way. I’d love for us to be best friends. Now, let’s go chase some grasshoppers!”
Sulky and Stubby
Written by Becky Ross Michael
Illustrated by Dragana Stankovic
From where he sat on a tree, the lone chipmunk watched animals moving around below. Sulky the chipmunk was searching for others with handsome stripes just like his own. But he didn’t see anyone who looked exactly like his reflection in the still waters of the pond.
That’s okay, Sulky thought. At least I’ve found some cousins. And he ran down the tree to join them.
Skittering along the path, Sulky first spotted a ground squirrel. She wore dark brown and tan stripes along her sleek brown back. “Hello!” greeted Sulky. “I’m happy to meet you, cousin!”
“You don’t look it,” grumped the ground squirrel. “No wonder they call you Sulky. You don’t appear very friendly with all those dark stripes on your face. You look rather mean.” And the ground squirrel scurried farther into the woods.
Does my striped face look mean? wondered Sulky. Surely, his other cousins would feel differently! He scampered away and soon met a groundhog.
“Hello!” said Sulky. “I’m happy to meet you.”
“Doesn’t seem like it,” said the dull brown groundhog. “You look anything but happy.”
“Really? I feel glad. And we’re cousins, you know,” the chipmunk pointed out.
“That may be, but I want nothing to do with you,” grouched the groundhog, waddling away.
Suddenly, something stirred up ahead. Sulky caught sight of a wispy red squirrel’s tail. “Hello,” said the hopeful chipmunk. “I’m happy to meet you.”
“I wouldn’t have known it by looking at you,” sassed the squirrel. “If you want to be friendly, you need to look the part.”
“But this is just how I look on the outside,” cried Sulky. “My face has nothing to do with what I think and feel. Besides, we’re cousins.”
“Doesn’t matter,” answered the red squirrel. “I spend time with those who look much nicer than you.”
With drooping ears, Sulky the chipmunk headed toward his burrow.
As he walked, an acorn caught Sulky’s eye. Guess I’ll take it home to eat later, he thought. As he reached for the nut, Sulky came nose-to-nose with another animal. Hesitating, he pulled back a bit to examine this new arrival. Light stripes decorated his face. And he was marked with dark stripes along his brown back and tai…wait a minute. Where was the rest of his tail???
“I know exactly what you’re thinking,” chattered the other chipmunk. “What happened to him…am I right? They call me ‘Stubby’ because I lost part of my tail in an accident when I was just a little kit.”
“Oh, I didn’t notice,” answered Sulky.
“Thanks for your kindness, but it’s the very first thing everyone sees. Then they get embarrassed and don’t even try getting to know me. ”
“I understand perfectly. My cousins don’t like these dark stripes on my face. They say I look mean and call me ‘Sulky.’”
“Looks aren’t important,” said Stubby. “How we act should be what matters most.”
“That’s right!” Sulky agreed. “And you can have this acorn. I think you probably arrived one paw-length before I reached it.”
“So polite of you,” Stubby said, with a swish of his short tail. “But here’s a thought. Let’s work together and gather acorns for both our homes.”
“Great idea!” answered Sulky, with happy eyes.
The two chipmunks scurried about, filling their cheeks with acorns. Along the way, they also found time to race and play. They smiled beneath twitching whiskers when their cousins asked to join in the games!
Family Fireworks
Written by Becky Ross Michael
Illustrated by Dragana Stankovic
DING said the elevator as Ella, Rae Ann, and Mom arrived on the second floor. After the door slid open, they walked down the hallway toward Grandma’s apartment.
“I love your new place!” said Ella.
“Thanks,” Grandma answered. “And we can watch the fireworks from my balcony or go downstairs after they get started.”
“Okay,” said Mom. “It will be a while before dark.”
“Could I play your piano while we’re waiting?” asked Rae Ann, the younger sister.
“Sure,” said Grandma, leading her into the next room.
“I need to use the bathroom,” Ella said.
Mom pointed down the hallway.
In the bathroom, Ella looked around. She knew better than to touch anything dangerous, like sharp things or medicines. Ella just wanted to peek in some of Grandma’s cabinets. She flushed the toilet, washed her hands, and quietly opened a drawer. After squirting a touch of scented lotion on her hands, Ella rubbed them together. I sure hope they don’t notice the smell!
Rae Ann was playing “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” on the piano. Mom and Grandma chatted in the living room.
Quiet as a mouse, Ella opened another drawer.
She found a hairdryer and curling irons of various sizes. Moving those aside, Ella discovered several kinds of hairbrushes. She picked up a narrow, rounded brush and gazed into the mirror over the sink. Maybe I could get my hair to curl a bit.
Imagining how Grandma might use it, she twirled the brush through the straight ends of her fine hair.
What? Oh, no! Somehow, the brush had become tangled in her long hair. In alarm, Ella pulled harder, twisting the brush this way and that, only making things worse.
“Ella, let’s go,” said Mom through the door. “We’ve decided to watch the fireworks from downstairs.”
“Just a minute,” said Ella. She pulled at the hairbrush until her head hurt. In the mirror, she saw bright red cheeks and alarmed eyes.
“Now!” demanded Mom.
Gulping tears, Ella entered the living room with the brush dangling from her hair. “It’s stuck…”
“No!” Mom shrieked. “You were bald until you were three and can’t afford to lose any of that hair!”
Rae Ann giggled.
A look of concern filled Grandma’s eyes.
“Come here,” Mom ordered. “Let me see if I can get that out.” Her hands shook as she worked on Ella’s tangled locks.
“No, I can’t get it,” said Mom. “Ella, I can’t believe you did this. We might have to cut your hair. And we’re going to be late for the fireworks show.”
“Here, let me try,” Grandma said in a calm voice. She led Ella back into the bathroom and closed the door. Grandma worked slowly, releasing a few strands at a time.
“Wow, your hair is sure twisted around this. From now on, please ask before using my things, okay?”
“I will,” answered Ella.
“There’s just this one little clump that’s too snarled. I’d rather trim it off than break the hairs.” Grandma reached into the cabinet for small scissors. SNIP, SNIP.
“There we go. You’re all set.”
***
Ella’s head tingled. It could have been from all the excitement in the air. Most likely, she had a sore scalp from all that tugging!
The outdoors was still and warm.
Cicadas sang in the distance. The dark sky exploded with light.
“Ooh,” said Grandma, “that was beautiful!” Minutes later, “Aah,” Grandma remarked, “that one was even better.”
Color, noise, and energy surrounded the family. Ella looked Grandma’s way, and they shared a secret smile.
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If you loved these stories by author Becky Ross Michael, you’ll love her rhyming fairy tale poems too!
About the author:
Becky is a former preschool director and elementary teacher, who grew up and then raised her own family in Michigan. She now gardens and works on her sunny balcony in North Texas. Writing for kids and adults, her pieces appear in magazines, anthologies, blogs (she is a regular writer for Empowered Parents), and children’s readers. In addition, she enjoys the challenge of working as a freelance editor. Visit the author at her personal blog, Platform Number 4.
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Fairy tales for girls - interesting and instructive works of authors and peoples of the world, which even restless little ones listen with pleasure. In them, in simple words and through various subjects, women's life is shown.
She is full of creation, small everyday joys, the happiness of love and motherhood. To get well-being, the heroines of stories pass many tests with honor. Fairy tales for girls teach kindness, patience, diligence, self-confidence and awaken the imagination of young beauties.
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Fairy tale Flower-semitsvetik - Valentin Kataev, read online
Once upon a time there was a girl Zhenya.
Once her mother sent her to the store for bagels. Zhenya bought seven bagels: two bagels with cumin for dad, two bagels with poppy seeds for mom, two bagels with sugar for herself and one small pink bagel for brother Pavlik.
Zhenya took a bunch of bagels and went home. He walks, yawns on the sides, reads the signs, the raven counts. And in the meantime, an unfamiliar dog stuck up behind, and ate all the bagels one by one. First I ate my father's with cumin, then my mother's with poppy seeds, then Zhenya's with sugar. Zhenya felt that the bagels were somehow too light. I turned around, too late. The washcloth dangles empty, and the dog finishes the last, pink Pavlikov's lamb, and happily licks its lips.
- Ah, a mischievous dog! Zhenya screamed and rushed to catch up with her.
She ran and ran, she didn't catch up with the dog, she just got lost. He sees that the place is completely unfamiliar, there are no big houses, but there are small houses.
Zhenya was frightened and cried.
Suddenly out of nowhere - an old woman.
- Girl, girl, why are you crying?
Zhenya told the old woman everything.
The old woman took pity on Zhenya, took her to her garden and said:
- Don't cry, I'll help you. True, I don’t have bagels and I don’t have money either, but on the other hand, one flower grows in my garden, it’s called a seven-flower flower, it can do anything. You, I know, are a good girl, although you like to yawn around. I will give you a seven-flower flower, he will arrange everything.
With these words, the old woman plucked a very beautiful flower like a chamomile from the garden and gave it to the girl Zhenya. It had seven transparent petals, each a different color: yellow, red, green, blue, orange, purple and blue.
- This flower, - the old woman said, - is not simple. He can do whatever you want. To do this, you just need to tear off one of the petals, throw it and say:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through the west to the east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back, make a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Command that this or that be done. And it will be done immediately.
Zhenya politely thanked the old woman, went out the gate, and only then remembered that she did not know the way home. She wanted to return to the kindergarten and ask the old woman to accompany her to the nearest policeman, but neither the kindergarten nor the old woman was there.
What to do? Zhenya was about to cry, as usual, she even wrinkled her nose like an accordion, but suddenly she remembered the cherished flower.
- Come on, let's see what kind of seven-color flower it is!
Zhenya quickly tore off the yellow petal, threw it away and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through West to East,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back, make a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to be at home with bagels!
Before she had time to say it, she found herself at the same moment at home, and in her hands - a bunch of bagels!
Zhenya gave the bagels to her mother, and she thinks to herself: "This is really a wonderful flower, it should definitely be put in the most beautiful vase!"
Zhenya was a very small girl, so she climbed into a chair and reached for her mother's favorite vase, which was on the topmost shelf.
At this time, as a sin, crows flew by the window. The wife, of course, immediately wanted to know exactly how many crows - seven or eight. She opened her mouth and began to count, bending her fingers, and the vase flew down and - bam! - shattered into small pieces.
- You broke something again! Mom screamed from the kitchen. - Isn't it my favorite vase? Tyapa-blunder!
- No, no, mommy, I didn't break anything. You heard it! - Eugene shouted, and she quickly tore off the red petal, threw it and whispered:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through West to East,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back, make a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Command that mother's favorite vase become whole!
Before she had time to say this, the shards crawled towards each other by themselves and began to coalesce. Mom came running from the kitchen - look, and her favorite vase, as if nothing had happened, was standing in its place.
Mom, just in case, threatened Zhenya with her finger and sent her for a walk in the yard.
Zhenya came to the yard, and there the boys were playing Papanin: they were sitting on old planks with a stick stuck in the sand.
- Boys, boys, let me play!
- What you want! Can't you see it's the North Pole? We don't take girls to the North Pole.
- What is the North Pole when it's all boards?
- Not boards, but ice floes. Go away, don't interfere! We have a strong contraction.
- So you don't accept?
- Not accepted. Leave!
- No need. I will be at the North Pole without you now. Only not on the one like yours, but on the real one. And you - a cat's tail!
Zhenya stepped aside, under the gate, took out the cherished seven-flower, tore off the blue petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through West to East,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back, make a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to be at the North Pole at once! Before she had time to say this, suddenly a whirlwind came from nowhere, the sun disappeared, a terrible night fell, the earth spun under her feet like a top. Zhenya, as she was in a summer dress with bare legs, ended up alone at the North Pole, and the frost there was a hundred degrees!
- Oh, mommy, I'm freezing! Zhenya screamed and began to cry, but the tears immediately turned into icicles and hung on her nose like on a drainpipe. In the meantime, seven polar bears came out from behind the ice floe and straight to the girl, one more terrible than the other: the first is nervous, the second is angry, the third is in a beret, the fourth is shabby, the fifth is wrinkled, the sixth is pockmarked, the seventh is the largest.
Beside herself with fear, Zhenya grabbed a seven-flower flower with icy fingers, tore out a green petal, threw it and screamed at the top of her lungs:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through West to East,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back, make a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to be back in our yard at once! And at the same moment she found herself again in the yard.
And the boys look at her and laugh:
- Well, where is your North Pole?
- I was there.
- We didn't see. Prove it!
- Look - I still have an icicle hanging.
- This is not an icicle, but a cat's tail! What did you take?
Zhenya was offended and decided not to hang out with the boys anymore, but went to another yard to hang out with the girls. She came, she sees - the girls have different toys. Some have a stroller, some have a ball, some have a jump rope, some have a tricycle, and one has a big talking doll in a doll's straw hat and doll's galoshes.
Annoyance took Zhenya. Even her eyes turned yellow with envy, like those of a goat.
"Well," he thinks, "I'll show you who has toys!"
She took out a seven-flower, tore off an orange petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through West to East,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back, make a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Command that all the toys in the world be mine! And at the same moment, out of nowhere, toys were thrown towards Zhenya from all sides. Of course, the dolls came running first, clapping their eyes loudly and eating without respite: “dad-mum”, “dad-mum”. Zhenya was very happy at first, but there were so many dolls that they immediately filled the entire yard, lane, two streets and half of the square. It was impossible to take a step without stepping on the doll.
Can you imagine the noise five million talking dolls can make? And there were no less of them. And then it was only Moscow dolls. And the puppets from Leningrad, Kharkov, Kyiv, Lvov and other Soviet cities had not yet managed to run up and were noisy like parrots along all the roads of the Soviet Union. Zhenya was even a little scared. But that was only the beginning.
Balls, balloons, scooters, tricycles, tractors, cars, tanks, wedges, guns rolled behind the dolls.
The jumpers crawled along the ground like snakes, tangling underfoot and making the nervous puppets squeak even louder. Millions of toy planes, airships, gliders flew through the air. Cotton paratroopers fell from the sky like tulips, hanging on telephone wires and trees.
Traffic has stopped in the city. The police officers climbed onto the lampposts and did not know what to do.
- Enough, enough! Zhenya screamed in horror, clutching her head.
- Will be! What are you, what are you! I don't need so many toys. I was joking. I'm afraid...
But it wasn't there! Toys all fell and brought down ... Already the whole city was littered up to the very roofs with toys. Zhenya up the stairs - toys behind her. Zhenya on the balcony - toys behind her. Zhenya in the attic - toys behind her. Zhenya jumped out onto the roof, quickly tore off the purple petal, threw it and quickly said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through West to East,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back, make a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell them to get the toys back to the stores as soon as possible.
And immediately all the toys disappeared.
Zhenya looked at her seven-flowered flower and saw that there was only one petal left.
- That's the thing! Six petals, it turns out, spent - and no pleasure. That is OK. I'll be smarter ahead. She went to the street, she walks and thinks:
"What else should I order anyway? I'll tell myself, perhaps, two kilos of "bears." No, two kilos of "transparent" ones is better. half a kilo of "transparent", one hundred grams of halva, one hundred grams of nuts and, wherever it went, one pink bagel for Pavlik. ", I tell myself a tricycle is better. But why? Well, I'll ride, and then what? Also, what good things, the boys will take away. Perhaps they will beat me! No. I'd rather tell myself a ticket to the cinema or to the circus. It's still fun there Or maybe it's better to order new sandals? Also no worse than the circus.
Although, to tell the truth, what's the use of new sandals? You can order something else much better. The main thing is not to rush. "
Thinking like this, Zhenya suddenly saw an excellent boy who was sitting on a bench near the gate. He had big blue eyes, merry but quiet. The boy was very cute - it is immediately clear that he is not a fighter, and Zhenya wanted to get to know him. The girl, without any fear, approached him so close that in each of his pupils she very clearly saw her face with two pigtails spread over her shoulders.
- Boy, boy, what's your name?
- Vitya. How about you?
- Zhenya. Let's play tag?
- I can't. I am lame.
And Zhenya saw his foot in an ugly shoe with very thick soles.
- What a pity! - Zhenya said. - I really liked you, and I would love to run with you.
- I also really like you, and I would love to run with you too, but, unfortunately, this is not possible. It's nothing you can do.
